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Chapter 60 Slap him in the face!

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    "The voice is not loud, but the snoring is so loud"

    Leng Ye suppressed a smile, a hint of doting unexpectedly flashed in his deep eyes.

    However, when he lifted the curtain and found that it was not Xuanfengqian who actually snored, but Wuyashi, he felt that the snoring sound was really ear-piercing.

    "A bird is not like a bird."

    Leng Ye looked at Wu Ya who was lying soundly asleep on Xuan Fengqian's back without a word, and threw it off the couch casually.

    Logically speaking, Wu Ya has followed him for thousands of years, so he should know Wu Ya's habits like the palm of his hand.

    As everyone knows, Wu Ya has always paid great attention to his own image.

    Even if it is too sleepy to keep its eyelids open, it will never sleep soundly in front of the cold night, for fear that it will bump into its indecent sleeping appearance.

    "Gah!"

    Wu Ya fell heavily to the ground and screamed in pain.

    "Ah Qian, don't kick around, your butt hurts!"

    It jumped up from the ground angrily, and was about to fly onto the couch, but bumped into Leng Ye's solid chest in a daze.

    Just hearing a "bang", its rolling eyeballs became cross-eyed, and passed out.

    "Ash?"

    Leng Ye's face darkened suddenly, and he was very upset.

    He never expected that Xuanfengqian's methods were so superb that he tricked his beloved pet into bed in a few moments.

    "Well¡ª¡ªI'm Ah Qian."

    Xuan Fengqian slowly moved his slightly numb buttocks, whispering softly.

    "Sleeping or not sleeping, the most slutty."

    Leng Ye stared straight at Xuanfengqian, who was lying on the couch with his buttocks slightly pouted, and his body reacted again.

    "Damn it!" He didn't expect his body to be so weak, and he wished he could swing two knives at his crotch.

    "it hurts"

    Xuanfeng frowned lightly, slowly stretched out the hand that was pressed under him, and gently rubbed the sore buttocks.

    Leng Ye stretched out his hand suddenly, first pinched her vulnerable cheek, and then raised his hand to smack her ass lightly, "Idiot, don't you know the art of rejuvenation of the apricot forest? You only know how to treat the face, but you don't know how to treat it."  butt?"

    "Good bird, don't peck my buttocks, it hurts"

    Xuan Feng fell into a drowsy sleep, mistakenly thought that Wu Ya was making trouble on her buttocks, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

    Good bird?

    Butt pecking!

    Leng Ye's face turned green immediately.

    How could he not know that Wu Ya has such a strong taste?

    Presumably, it must have been damaged by Xuanfeng Qian.

    "Xuan Fengqian, get up for this deity."

    Leng Ye let out a low drink, rolled up his sleeves, and pulled her into his arms violently.

    He originally planned to beat her violently, but when he touched her limp body, he couldn't do it anymore.

    "Wu Ya, don't scratch me, it's very itchy"

    Xuan Fengqian twisted her slender waist, protesting dissatisfiedly.

    "If you dare to move around again, be careful that the deity will beat you to death."

    Leng Yehei had a sullen face, while uttering harsh words, while suppressing the desire in his heart, he silently used the Xinglin rejuvenation technique to heal Xuanfengqian's wounds.

    Xuan Feng Qian noticed the big hands on her hips, and mistakenly thought that Wu Ya was interested in seeing the sex, and wanted to take advantage of her drowsiness to stretch out her sinful claws.

    "Dengtuzi, don't beat me!"

    She broke free from the restraint angrily, and slapped Leng Ye heavily on the cheek with a "slap".

    Leng Ye was dizzy from her slap, and threw her back on the couch angrily, "Xuan, Feng, Qian! You are looking for death!"

    "What? Flooded?"

    Xuan Fengqian was awakened by the thunder-like roar in the cold night, stretched his arms swiftly, made a posture of paddling water, and lay down on the couch for a while.

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